The two bone birds were not all put away. After releasing the warriors of Dona and Heishui, the curse witch switched to Yan Mo's bone bird, and then manipulated the bone bird into the air again, hovering over Jiuyuan City as if speechless deterrence.
This was a temporary discussion between Yan Mo and the witch after they came down. Because Yuan Zhan hadn't woken up yet, and at such a critical moment in Jiuyuan, to present a comatose leader in front of everyone, not to mention encouraging people, but not to shock good.
Everyone in Jiuyuan didn't see the leader, but when they heard that he was inside the bone bird, they all thought that he would attack at any time, and they stopped on it to find the enemy.
Yan Mo walked to the top floor of the tower, and the cold wind blew his clothes up.
Down below, Hide led some warriors out of the northern city gate together with Dona warriors holding shields.
Seeing this, the enemy immediately gathered some people again.
Judging from the number of people alone, Jiuyuan did not win the game. The enemy's data reported about 6,000, many of whom were fourth- and fifth-level armed fighters. Jiuyuan was destroyed.
Yan Mo looked up at the sky, not at the bone bird, but at someone hidden in the sky. He couldn't see that person, but since his soul left his body for a while and then returned to his body, his mental power became very sharp. No matter how covertly he observes, he can find it immediately, not to mention that the one above has no intention of concealment at all, probably the other party thinks that people can't see him by hiding his body, so others really can't see him.
Yu Wu chuckled in the sky, the little priest seemed to have some interesting changes after going out, and brought back a group of fighters who seemed to be more useful than the existing Jiuyuan people.
"Jie!" Jiu Feng hovered above Yan Mo's head, wondering what he was going to do.
Yan Mo lowered his eyelids and raised them again, his expression has become very peaceful.
He took out four braziers from his pocket and put them in the four corners of the top floor of the tower, put some herbs, and signaled Ding Ning and Ding Fei to help light them.
When the herbs in the four braziers ignited green smoke, he raised his head and took a deep breath, slowly removed his shoes and socks, and then unbuttoned his outer robe, revealing a slanted shoulders, bare arms, waist tied with a cloth rope, and lower body. Thin cloth that hangs down to the ground.
Yan Mo's clothes were carried away by Da He.
Everyone didn't know what the priest was going to do, but looking at his actions, one could guess that he was probably doing sacrifices such as praying for blessings or encouraging soldiers.
At this time, all the residents of Nine Elements were looking at the north tower.
Some of them may not be able to see clearly what their lord priest is doing, but as long as they know that he is there, they become extremely at ease.
Seeing that Yan Mo dared to try the sacrificial dance after only learning it for three days, the curse witch sitting in the bone bird's head couldn't help curling his lip, thinking that this apprentice is really bold, and he is not afraid of being punished by the gods for making mistakes.
Yu Wu, who was hidden in the air, saw Yan Mo's preparation and expression clearly, and he just regarded it as an ordinary sacrifice, and didn't take it to heart until...
Yan Mo closed his eyes, recalled all the actions first, and opened his eyes again after making sure that he hadn't forgotten.
The first movement is to kneel on one knee, cover your heart with your hands, and slowly stretch to the sky, asking the gods and all things in the world to listen to your appeal with the most pious attitude.
When the arms stretched to the highest point in the air, I suddenly flattened my arms, and the body stood up accordingly. Before I could stand still, the toe of the kneeling left foot hit the ground, allowing the body to rise into the air, with the most stretched posture. The gesture greets the gods and spirits.
The movements unfolded one by one, although jerky and stiff, there was not a single mistake.
Sweat overflowed from the body unknowingly, and the steps and movements became heavier and heavier.
—Why do you sacrifice? There seemed to be a voice in the dark asking himself.
In order to boost morale, in order to improve the fighting spirit and force of my tribe's fighters.
—What sacrifice do you use
I. I use my body and soul to offer sacrifices!
— Where does strength come from
From... the enemy!
— Your ritual dance is wrong.
What's wrong? Where am I wrong
Big drops of sweat dripped from Yan Mo's forehead, and the special fragrance of herbs in the air mixed with a pungent and pungent taste penetrated into his body and even his soul.
Almost subconsciously, when Yan Mo repeated this sacrificial dance again, his mouth coordinated with the movements, and he opened his mouth in a low voice as if singing, singing: "Gods and spirits, use my soul as a bridge, listen to me Sacrifice."
Repeating this song three times in a row, Yan Mo's movements seem to have not changed, but they are really different.
Da He and Ding Ning Ding Fei inexplicably felt that something in the air seemed to push them back, pushing them all the way to the very edge of the top floor.
Yan Mo tilted his ears, he seemed to hear something talking in the air.
— come with us.
What
— come with us.
Yan Mo thought he heard laughter, who is laughing? why are you laughing
He felt something holding his hand, and that force pulled him to start his movements. The wind that originally hindered him suddenly became a helper that pushed him to dance. His jerky and stiff movements disappeared, and he became more and more free.
—Listen, the sound of the wind, the sound of the water, the sounds of plants, animals, insects... maybe you can't see them, but they all exist, right beside you.
As if enlightened, Yan Mo instantly blessed his soul, "Gods, all spirits, please listen, I use my soul as a sacrifice, seek the power of the enemy, add it to my body as a warrior, repel the enemy, and protect all things in my Nine Plains Creature!"
—Remember your promise, after death, your body will be turned into nutrients that nourish all things in this land, and your soul will guard this land for ten years.
"I promise, I keep my promise."
- Contract!
Yan Mo's movements suddenly stopped, and when he danced his body again, everything became completely different.
There is no drum, but every time he taps the ground and the air with his toes, there are bursts of drumming in the air.
"Boom, boom, boom!" The drumming became louder and more urgent.
The earth seemed to be trembling with the sound of the drum, and the echo seemed to come from all directions, and it seemed to come from the center of the earth.
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
Yu Wu, who was invisible in the air, suddenly changed color, what is it? !
The curse witch yelled, and shouted in disbelief: "The dance of the sacrifice! God, he actually performed the real dance of the sacrifice!"
The real sacrificial dance draws the vision of heaven and earth with the dance of one's own body, and all things resonate!
The drumbeat is just the beginning.
"Woo!" The vibrating air was like the sound of a horn, and all the beasts on the land of Jiuyuan raised their heads.
Yan Mo shook his hand and hit the air forcefully.
"Boom!" A huge invisible wave started from that hand, and rushed downward quickly!
The old singing suddenly resounded all over the world, and the strange language was mysterious and full of the most ancient power.
Stormy! The world changes color! The drums are loud!
The three of Dahe knelt down without knowing when.
All the people in the inner city of Jiuyuan who didn't participate in the war felt endless fear and respect when they saw the people on the tower, one fell to their knees, and all fell to their knees.
"Boom boom boom!"
Accompanied by the sound of drums, the faint sound of shouting and killing also sounded from the sky and the earth.
All the people belonging to Jiuyuan seem to have gained infinite power at this time, the sound of the drums shocked their souls, the sound of the wind urged their killing intent, and endless courage spewed out from the bottom of their hearts.
On the other hand, when the enemy heard the sound of the drum, his legs felt weak and his tendons felt weak. It seemed that all the strength in his body was deterred by the sound of the drum, and he seemed to be sucked away by the land.
At this moment, Yan Mo suddenly raised his voice and chanted: "Gods and spirits bless me Jiuyuan Erlang, kill the enemy!"
Encouraged by the sound of the drum, his eyes turned red, he held up the bone knife, and roared, "Master Priest is asking for the power of the gods. Priest protects me! Gods protect me! Jiuyuan Zhongerlang, kill me!"
"The priest protects me! The gods protect me! Kill! Kill all the enemies!"
The suspension bridge crashed down, and Hideo rode his horse to the front. The Jiuyuan warriors and Dona warriors rushed towards the enemy fearlessly and frantically.
"Jie!" Jiu Feng's eyes were also red, and he rushed towards the enemy. He wanted to kill all the enemies who dared to offend his homeland!
Seeing the Jiuyuan people rushing towards them one by one like a god of war possessed by them, the warriors of Mogan and Huangjing's tribe went limp before they even fought.
The leader of Mogan roared in surprise: "Mother God! What happened to these Jiuyuan people?"
"Don't retreat! Go up! If you retreat, it's over!" Another Huang Jing leader also shouted angrily at his subordinates.
"Where did those drums come from? Where did those monsters that can merge with bears come from!"
"What kind of bird is that! My God! Ahh!"
"The people of Jiuyuan are crazy, they are all crazy!"
"We can't hold back!"
"Look at their walls, that priest is flying, he is flying!"
Yan Mo didn't even know that he was flying.
He gave his body and mind to the heaven and the earth wholeheartedly. He could feel that he was not dancing the sacrificial dance alone. There were many invisible energies dancing with him around him.
Sweat dripped, and the hidden blood marks on his face gradually emerged one by one.
The wind lifted his body.
Little sparks and pieces of green leaves flashed as his body danced.
The dust formed a shield in front of him, and the river surged upside down to the sky, and then turned into rain and fell.
When the Jiuyuan people encountered rain, those who were exhausted were relieved, and those who were exhausted once again burst out with endless strength.
The land became smooth under the feet of the Jiuyuan people.
The soil control fighters found that their ability to control soil, wind and sand, etc. was more convenient and powerful than before.
The fire control fighters threw out fireballs one by one, and it seemed that they no longer had to worry about energy depletion.
The bleeding of wounded warriors stops automatically, and the pain seems to have no effect on them.
Kusamachi and the others who were in charge of rescuing people only felt that the wounds of all the soldiers today healed very quickly. Unless they were seriously injured or their limbs were cut off, these lightly injured soldiers could re-enter the battlefield after a while.
On the contrary, Morgan and Huang Jing tribe panicked, confused, and scared!
They wanted to flee in all directions, but no matter where they fled, there seemed to be enemies.
These Jiuyuan people came out from nowhere, they killed anyone they saw, they were vicious and cruel, and they had no intention of keeping alive.
The most frightening thing is that their enemies are not only Jiuyuan people, it seems that everything in Jiuyuan City has become an enemy that can kill them.
The small poisonous snake suddenly jumped out, and the poisonous snake slipped away.
With the sound of running, the Tiebeilong family cooperated with Jiufeng to kill all directions, bumping and stomping on anyone they saw, and would never stop until they knocked people down and trampled them to death.
Seemingly innocuous weeds and shrubs curl around your ankles and pierce your skin.
Tiny insects burrow into your ears, nostrils, eyes, open mouth without you even knowing it.
When you fall down, countless bugs will crawl all over your body and gnaw you into bones in an instant.
The people from the Mogan and Huangjing tribes screamed repeatedly, and everyone was scared out of their wits, "It's that priest! It must be that priest who is doing something wrong! God, please help me!"
"Back! Get out quickly! Inform Luo Quecheng, we can't resist anymore!"
"Cross the river, let me all cross the river!"
But the only passage through the outer moat was cut off.
One after another silent, strong mermaid warriors looked at them in the river water.
"I've been waiting for you for a long time, and finally I've waited for you." A somewhat silly voice sounded, and Heishui Yingshi, who was sitting on a boulder by the river, slowly stood up, grinning at Huang Jing and Mogan leader who had escaped.
Above the city tower, Yan Mo's cheeks were abnormally red, and his sweat turned into blood mist.
The sound of drums and wind and thunder became more urgent.
Something was whispering in his ear, but he was already immersed in a strange state, he couldn't hear or see anything.
Yu Wu's expression was unpredictable, this little priest was so favored by the gods, should he let him die like this? But it seems a pity to let him die like this...
Among the bone birds, the curse witch frowned and looked at Yan Mo below. The situation was not right. After all, it was the first time Yan Mo danced the sacrificial dance. Even if he was of the blood of the Shanyan clan, the power of this sacrifice was too great.
But now the sacrificial dance that Yan Mo danced was completely paradoxical to what he taught him, and he didn't even know how to stop Yan Mo.
What exactly caused Yan Mo to undergo an unpredictable change
Who taught Yan Mo the real sacrificial dance
Yuan Zhan, who was lying unconscious on the ground, suddenly moved his fingers.
He heard drums, and the roar of the earth, and heard something calling anxiously to him.
He saw his Mo dancing in the wilderness, his hair was as pale as snow, but his face looked like a boy of sixteen or seventeen years old, and the six-pointed star-shaped divine blood mark was no longer dark blue, but a dazzling bright red , bloodstains were left on his bare feet, and blood flowed from his wrists.
His expression seemed very peaceful, like an elf dancing in the wind, but his eyes spoke of endless pain: "Save me..."
Mo...
"Mo!" Yuan Zhan snapped his eyes open and sat up abruptly.
The curse witch startled him, "Are you awake?"
But Yuan Zhan didn't seem to hear his words, he rushed to the bird's eye and looked down, and saw his silent dancing in the air.
"Open the bone bird."
The curse witch was taken aback, and actually opened the bone bird.
Yuan Zhan ran to the bird's tail, and jumped without hesitation!